Watch Update

I bought a watch on Friday, found my old watch today, on Sunday. End of story.

Tree Comparison

I tried to find photos of the big tree next door, because recently some of us were talking about it. We can't remember it ever being smaller than it is now. These pictures are the best I could come up with. You can tell it's quite a bit smaller, and notice these were taken before Judley put up that awful privacy fence that he did such a lousy job on. The first one is taken in 1975, the second one in 1973. I found the third photo interesting because it's taken when the front porch was still wooden, with the porch still screened in. And look how cute Kevin is. Taken when he played on the 3-4th grade team.

Photo of tree today.

Another photo of tree today.

Movie Night

Monday evening, Bobby and I saw The Jerk at Iroquois Amphitheater, and after about 20 minutes, moved to different seats because we had a few "jerks" sitting in the row right behind us. This woman laughed obnoxiously loud constantly...I mean constantly....I mean constantly. And from the beginning of the movie, she loudly recited Steve Martin's lines before he did. Every one of them. I don't know if she was showing off that she had the movie memorized or what her problem was, but 20 minutes was all I could take. And who in his or her right mind would see this movie enough times to get all the lines memorized? Which brings me to another point. So far this summer, I've seen Stripes - which on a scale of 1 to 10 get a minus 8 or so. It's absolutely one of the dumbest, most boring, asinine movies I've ever sat through. Then we saw Raiders of the Lost Ark; then The Jerk. (these were all freebies) So in my book, After sitting through these 3 movies, I've racked up some points. I figure with those points I can either take Bobby to the movie of my choice sometime, or toss my name in the lottery hoping to get into the public school of my choice. Looks like Bobby's the Winner! Or loser, he's thinking.---------------------
A few other notes:
I've lost my watch, and I don't think I'm going to get used to being without one. Guess I'll have to replace it. Kevin thinks when I replace it, the old one will show up. We'll see.

Had some one on one time with Erin this afternoon which I enjoyed tremendously. I picked her up at school, then we got something to eat. She talked about school, her friends, etc, and it was just very enjoyable. We've been having Jill at our house occasionally after school, and I get a chance to talk to her a little more than I do Erin. So this seemed like a special treat to me.

I've finished cross-stitching a quilt that I think will be pretty on my bed at Christmas, though it's not a Christmas quilt. I'm getting ready to sandwich it together, and then start quilting it. Then I'll start appliqueing my ice cream cone quilt. Guess that's all.

Total Insanity

Reading an article in Newsweek by Davis Guggenheim, I was floored when I read this. He's the director of Waiting For Superman, the film about the American educational system that has just been released. I don't think it's playing in Louisville yet, but hope to see it if and when it plays here. Actually, I think it's an indictment of the education system in this country. Anyway, he tells about hearing of a school in Los Angeles called LACES. He was interested in enrolling his 12 year old son in this school the following year, because it's supposed to be one of the top high schools in the country. Not a magnet school, or charter school, just a mainstream school.

So...he called the school and spoke to admissions. He was told he should have started five years ago! And- he should have applied to other schools that he knew his son was not going to get into. Then, if, and only if, his son didn't get in those schools every year for five years in a row he would have accumulated 20 total points (four per year). After "winning" 20 points you can enter the LACES lottery, where you have a good chance, but not a great chance, of getting into the school. But since he didn't have any points, his son stood zero of getting into the school.

The article went on to say this isn't the school's fault. It's required by law to have a lottery because this gives every kid a chance. What in the world kind of education system do we have, anyway? - Where so few kids can get a decent education in the public schools?

Last Willow Concert of the Year

Uncle George and I danced to New York, New York. He said it's one of his favorites.

I know what you'll be thinking...who elected me clothing expert of the year. But this guy in blue and white got my vote for What Not To Wear. And what's with that hair thing he had going on?

Blog Retraction

Yesterday I blogged about unfriendly people on Bardstown Road and on Eastern Parkway. This morning I took another route, using all side streets - Longest, Cherokee Road, Everett, etc. The majority of people smiled, nodded or said hello. I passed one guy on my way home in the midcity parking lot who had a dog getting into a recycling bin - the guy was busy bending over talking to his dog, so I just walked right on by not saying anything. After I'd passed, the guy yelled, "Good Morning." I guess he thought me to be rather unfriendly. The people on the side streets seem friendlier. Here's Bobby's theory. If you say hello to the people on Bardstown Road, they figure you're going to ask them for a handout, so they just keep they're eyes straight ahead. Point taken. (Did you get your red pen out, Judy? Want to make a correction? Tee hee hee. If you don't get this, you'll have to read my comment.

My Morning Walk

My walk this morning took me on my usual route; up Goddard, left on Baxter to Grinstead, down to Bardstown Road, down Bardstown Road to Eastern Parkway, right on Eastern Parkway, right on Baxter and back down Goddard to home. The only 2things of interest I noticed is that from Midcity Mall to Eastern Parkway on Bardstown Road there appeared to be a dried red stain splattered along the walks. If I didn't know better, I'd think this was evidence of a Zombie attack, but that just couldn't be. The other thing I found somewhat interesting is how many people I can pass on the street who don't acknowledge me at all. At the bus stop on Eastern Pkwy & Bardstown Road there were 3 people waiting for a bus, all 3 sitting in the bus shelter. I looked at all 3 of them, prepared to say good morning. The first man never looked up from his laptop. The second man was jiving back & forth to something - maybe some music going in his ears? he never looked at me. The third was a young lady - maybe 30, who stared glassy eyed towards the street at who knows what - I'm thinking she was a zombie who only made it as far as that bus stop. Some people smile when I pass and say hello, but a good many don't acknowledge a hello at all. How rude. I'm wondering if anyone else encounters the same thing.